The early summer night was actually very beautiful. The sky was dotted with stars, and the night breeze carried the fragrance of flowers. Standing by the window, Lin Qian could still see a few grape seedlings growing in the wind under the bare wooden frame in the yard downstairs. They were small, with big green leaves on their heads, delicate and cute.
When would they grow up and bear mature fruit?
Lin Qian pondered for a while in front of the window, then took out her phone and called Lin Mochen.
Come to think of it, they hadn't talked for a long time. Since she had been so busy, Lin Mochen seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
Well, it didn't matter if he called or not. He knew what was going to happen next. Like Li Zhicheng, everything was under control.
It was still morning on the other end of the phone. Lin Mochen's voice seemed to be warm and lazy like the sun. "Hello, Lin Qian."
As soon as Lin Qian heard his voice, her heart softened. She said, "Brother, thank you."
Lin Mochen paused for a while, then said in a low voice with a smile, "You keep that part of the shares, understand?"
"Okay." This time, Lin Qian didn't refuse.
Why did her brother reach this investment agreement with Li Zhicheng that day? Lin Qian understood after thinking for a while.
Money was probably secondary. The most important thing was that she had the shares of Mind, and from now on, she would be the third largest shareholder. In a sense, she was on equal footing with Li Zhicheng, no longer the superior and subordinate relationship they used to have.
Her brother had even thought of this for her sake.
Furthermore, to take it a step further, her holding this part of the shares could help Li Zhicheng, but it could also be a hindrance.
No wonder that day in Taiwan, when Wang Taishi saw her for the first time, he said, "Mr. Li loves power more than beauty." It was easy to raise 50 million, but he gave her 20% of the shares.
Lin Qian said in a low voice, "Brother, I don't want to scheme against him."
Lin Mochen felt sorry for her heartfelt words, but he didn't agree. He said calmly, "That's why I'm doing it."
Lin Qian couldn't help but laugh again. She recalled that day in Mind, when Li Zhicheng held her hand and whispered to her to use all her schemes on him.
She also remembered that from the beginning to the end, Li Zhicheng had no complaints about the agreement, and his attitude was calm.
If his elder brother could do it, he could also take it.
Her heart throbbed. This was the feeling that Li Zhicheng often gave her. She didn't know when, but it seemed to have penetrated deep into her bones. She was deeply moved by this man's charm.
She asked, "Brother, do you think he's qualified now?"
However, Lin Mochen became arrogant again. "Let's wait and see."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Qian stood quietly for a while before walking to the desk.
Li Zhicheng's calligraphy was good, but his calligraphy was even better. Lin Qian had seen the calligraphy he had studied. It was bold and vigorous, with the style of a famous artist. In his spare time, he would also practice calligraphy at home. At this moment, an inkstone and a brush were placed at the corner of the desk.
Lin Qian didn't know where the impulse came from. She spread out a large piece of Xuan paper, ground some ink, picked up the brush and began to write.
For those who had never practiced calligraphy, the calligraphy written by them could barely be read. The first line she wrote was, "What is false is real, what is real is false."
When she reached the third line, "Borrowing arrows from a boat made of straw, moving in the dark", the door of the study made a "kacha" sound.
Li Zhicheng pushed the door open and walked in.
Lin Qian looked up at him without saying a word.
He must have just taken a shower. He changed into a black short-sleeved T-shirt and dark gray slacks. His short hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. He looked like … a young man who had just come home from playing basketball or casually dressed like a son of a rich family.
But the aura around him was not like that. He stared at her quietly with his deep eyes and walked over unhurriedly. Compared to the sophisticated men Lin Qian had seen in their thirties or forties, he was more mature and intimidating.
Lin Qian lowered her head and continued to write.
Her feelings were a little complicated. Just now in the living room, she didn't run away from him on purpose.
But at that time … she just wanted to be alone for a while.
Li Zhicheng saw that she lowered her head in silence, as if she was extremely focused on writing. He was not in a hurry to say anything, but slowly walked to her side. Glancing at the words, a smile appeared on his lips.
Although Lin Qian looked down, she was actually following him with the corner of her eyes. Seeing that he was laughing at her words, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said sullenly, "I'm writing for fun, can't I?"
Li Zhicheng did not answer. He just quietly stood to the side and continued to watch. This time Lin Qian could not continue writing. After a few strokes, the more she read, the more she felt it was worse than before. Just when she was about to put down the brush angrily, she didn't expect the back of her hand to be warm. His hand had already covered her from behind, clasping her five fingers on the brush again.
Lin Qian stood still. His other hand was also on the desk, encircling her in his arms. He lowered his head and said in her ear, "Try again?"
"… Yes."
Just like that, he gently hugged her, their fingers intertwined. He slowly picked up the brush and wrote the rest of the words: Using your spear to attack your shield …
Very quickly, he finished writing. Leading her, he put down the brush, but still from behind her, clasping her fingers tightly, looking at the words together.
She had to admit that although it was not as good as what he had written, it was more than ten times better than what she had written. Lin Qian nodded, "Not bad. I'm going to hang this up in the future."
"Okay." As soon as she finished speaking, Li Zhicheng had already turned her around in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.
This kiss was gentle and lingering. It was as if he deliberately wanted to find out what she was thinking, slowly, bit by bit, eating her. That pair of bright eyes, also stared at her, his meaning unclear.
But Lin Qian closed her eyes, refusing his visit.
But her physical and psychological reaction was loyal. She could not help but indulge in his kiss. Her whole body was weak, her mind was shaken, and love was silently flooding her heart.
She … liked him so much …
After a while, Li Zhicheng finally let go of her and pressed her against the desk.
"Angry?" he asked softly.
Lin Qian shook her head.
"I just …" she said, "Li Zhicheng, I have a very stupid idea."
Li Zhicheng stared at her with his dark eyes.
"A man like you …" there was a hint of a sigh in her voice, "Can I really completely grasp you? Can I really conquer your heart? "He paused and said," Aito is your abandoned pawn, I understand that. But it gathered a lot of feelings and effort from the rest of us. But you didn't care, you raised your hand and fell. If … if one day, you no longer feel for me, you will probably throw me away without any hesitation, and I won't even be able to fight back. "
Li Zhicheng did not say anything, and she looked up at him, "Li Zhicheng, sometimes, you make me a little … scared."
In the 26 years of Li Zhicheng's life, no one had ever said such words to his face.
Li Zhicheng, you make me scared.
This person was his woman.
And when she said these words, her expression was calm, and her eyes were clear and moving. She looked at him with her usual gentle and loving eyes, but there was a trace of helplessness and hesitation in her eyes.
Li Zhicheng's thoughts were indeed fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already thought about it a thousand times. A calm thought, the worst possibility, clearly flashed through his mind. If Lin Qian had a gap between her and him because of this, the two of them might gradually drift apart, and eventually she would leave him.
As soon as this possibility appeared in his mind, his eyes became cold. All the times they spent together in the past suddenly flashed through his mind.
She treated him with sincerity. When everyone thought he was a useless soldier, she stayed by his side with passion. She felt sorry for him. She didn't want to put her brother in a difficult position. She didn't want him to bear too many burdens. She didn't even want to look at his brocade bag, just for the sake of him being a man in front of her. Today, she even quietly moved her family here … Every bit of affection she gave him was precious, because it was forged with all of her sincerity.
But if one day, she wanted to take back these feelings …
A cold current quietly seeped into her heart.
Li Zhicheng's face was as calm as still water. He raised his hand, hugged her waist tightly, and pulled her whole body into his arms. This action was too sudden. Lin Qian took a light breath and stared at him blankly.
Li Zhicheng did not speak immediately. Instead, he reached out his other hand and slowly caressed the edge of her cheek.
"Lin Qian." His eyes were darker than the night outside the window. "You underestimate yourself and overestimate me."
What Lin Qian said just now was actually her intuition. During the battle with SMQ, she had this feeling. That was why she avoided Li Zhicheng and refused to accept him.
Now that she said it, she felt much better. Hearing him say this, she vaguely understood what he meant. Her heart suddenly softened. She quietly reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist, not saying a word.
"Before becoming a businessman, I was first a man," he said slowly. He said slowly, "I also have a man's desire. There's a woman …" He looked at her. "She's beautiful, intelligent, gentle, and even talented and bold. She never leaves me, and we help each other in times of need."
He said this calmly, but Lin Qian's heart was filled with tenderness and sweetness. She whispered, "I'm not as good as you say …"
"Whether you are or not, I know in my heart," he answered in a low voice.
Lin Qian hugged his waist tightly. "Well … Actually, I'm just being humble. Go on … "
"Before I became a military commander, the first thing I received was not strategizing and deceit, but …" His tone became heavier, "loyalty."
The corner of Lin Qian's mouth suddenly turned up. This man was really … different from others when it came to sweet-talking and vowing.
He could easily make people fall into the web of love he weaved.
At this time, he looked down at her. "Lin Qian, I know what I want. I also know what is most valuable to me. Whether it's business results or women.
I can lose Aito without frowning. That's because I can see clearly. If the money is gone, it can be earned again. If the brand collapses, it can be rebuilt. If we give up the profits, we can exchange them for new profits. As the leader of Aida, as the commander of the army, since I am responsible for the fate of hundreds and thousands of people, I should make such trade-offs. "
Lin Qian's heart trembled slightly, but she subconsciously nodded.
"But you are different." He held her face and whispered, "I will never let go of the person I exchanged my heart for."
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